Most people have a few mates outside of their main friendship circle. Say one of them invites you to a party they are throwing, which you feel socially obligated to go to. You turn up, tail your pal for a little while before realising you’re being an annoyance. You then back off and attempt to…
My body is in constant agony. A slave to an office job, I spend up to and over 60 hours a week sitting on my backside, hunched over my desk. I wake up every morning with aching shoulders, tight hammies and a sore bottom. I am only 26 years old, but often, I feel ancient….
At the time of writing, I am sitting in a café in sweet Paris, waiting for two o’clock to roll ’round, so I can check into my hotel. My teeth are unbrushed, I’ve barely slept, I have wicked indigestion and haven’t showered in 30 hours. Fairly certain the Parisian metro stations smell better than I…
Earlier this week, my country’s people, wherever they were at the time, banded together to celebrate our nation’s national holiday – Australia Day. It is a mixed bag for a lot of the community, as the day traditionally commemorates the moment that the British first stuck their flag into Australian soil. Our Indigenous population commonly…
I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be. – Douglas Adams There are some people who from a young age, are content with what life makes of them. They go to school, graduate, learn a trade or get a degree, date,…
Berlin… Where old meets new. I try really, really hard to keep an open mind when travelling. This is easier said than done. It is exceedingly difficult to avoid getting over-excited about visiting new places and even more so not to develop an aversion to destinations that might not have quite met your expectations. For…
I went to London for the first time when I was twenty years old. I stepped off the train I’d caught from Leeds, out into the city and by nightfall I had fallen and fallen hard. This was where I wanted, needed to be. I felt like I had finally found my home. Problem was,…
I’m personally not a big fan of itineraries. I like to know where I’m sleeping and how I’m getting there, but beyond that, I basically like to free ball. I came to Iceland with a vague idea of what I actually wanted to do, but no set plans. It was the first time I’d ever…